"I like you, I like you, I like you, I like you, I like you, I like you, I like you" A body of wine accompanied by blurted out like.

"I'll marry you" If there is a return date, I hope that when I return, you will be my princess.

Later, when I recalled that TV series, all I could remember was the ambiguity between my own words and the truth that I was not stupid. If I have a superpower, I hope I can travel to ancient times, to feel the moon before the flowers, to ask:

Do you like a woman like me?

I'm so ignorant, would you like to marry?

I am such a dantian, can you summon it?

If I could, I would like to be a very intelligent little girl who has no alcohol consumption. In this way, you can stay away from Xiaosheng from a rational point of view, but after the three rounds of wine and smoke, you can walk in front of Xiaosheng in a blur and verbally flirt:

"Little brother, you are so good-looking, I don't know if you have a good match?" The little girl asked.

"I already have someone in mind, but I haven't told him," Xiaosheng replied.

"I don't know if my little brother's crush is as beautiful as mine?" The little girl asked.

"You appreciate yourself so much, but what you have, she has." Xiaosheng replied.

"I am unique, how can there be another person like me, you don't have to lie to me" The little girl pointed at Xiao Sheng angrily.

"If you know, you should know. The person I'm talking about is you! I don't know if you like a man like me? Xiao Sheng grabbed his hand and pulled it hard in the direction where he was standing, and took the little girl who was caught off guard into his arms.

The beautiful scenery with the beauty, the messy little girl in the wind, most of the wine sobered, but she never pushed the little brother away, raised her head, and looked at the little brother as if she was fascinated.

"It's already ingrained in my heart, I can't get rid of it, so why don't I like it?" After finishing speaking, he stood on tiptoe and kissed it.

Spring is full of colors, the stars at night, the sound of barking dogs, the song of birds, sweet and good, a happy one.

I feel that the ancient culture is more intense, unlike the modern language that is simply mixed with vulgarity. Having a foundation is the right way, Ren Sheng thought to himself.

"Ren Sheng's Memoirs" Chapter 58 No matter the return date is in the middle of the hand, please wait a while,

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